A legend tells of special beings charmed with a power that can save and destroy. They are hidden from others in plain sight and not even they know who they are at times. Harm doesn't ever seem to come their way. It is told that if the balance between these charms is upset that things would begin to fail, old magicks.

One of these magicks would happen to be that of the vampires. In the middle of the city where things are seemingly stuck in the eighteen hundreds at will they lurk without the knowledge of humans only because the charms used to hide it. The farther out you got from this center the more modern influence there was, night clubs were built on the fringes. These were the beginning of the places effected by the upset in power.

This upset was caused by two vampires with different ideals and they constantly fought. Magick slowly begins to leak away, allowing humans into the fringes. One night, two human silbings would stumble into a night club and they turn out to be the charmed humans...

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Annelisha Romanica
Race: Vampire (charmed)
A bit of information: Annelisha is one of the vampires that enjoy toying with humans and she happens to own the night club the human siblings wander into.

Remmy Unica
Race: Human (charmed)
A bit of information: Remmy's parents were always busy with their work so he mostly took care of his sibling as they grew up.
Age: 20

Francesca Blaise
Race: Vampire
Other: Francesca is one of the few vampires who could happily co-exists with humans. Though she lives behind the magic in the 1800s, she spends most nights amongst humans.

Oskar Unica
Race: Human
Other: Oskar is easily led and just as easily influenced, he's always fallen in with the wrong crowds.
Age: 21

Annelisha was dressed in a black, corsetted dress that was sleeveless and nearly too short to be appropriate on any normal day but tonight, she was in her night club. Her short frame was made to be about five ten with a pair of stilletoes and a pair of fishnets climbed her legs, making her look evem taller. She scented the air and was satisfied with the different scents that mingled in the place. Her fangs enlongated at the scent of the human blood someone must have ordered. They would always pick up some human and drug them so they were out most of the time and would never remember what had happened so they could have a fresh supply of blood. Of course, this was what brought most vampires to her club because so many others were concerned about being... friendly with humans. She shrugged and hopped up onto the counter, crossing one leg over the other.

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It was dark, probably about midnight when Remmy finally woke up. His head pounded from the hang over from the other night's party. He felt like crap, to say in the least but he was not going to waste his time by sitting around home. No, he was going to gp out and party once again. And so, the male pulled on a pair of jeans with a studded belt and a black T with his hoodie. He grabbed the keys to his apartment and headed out onto the streets. He walked along a few blocks on the side walk when something caught his attention. It was some building he had never seen before. He had sworn that he walked by this part of the city often. Shrugging, he headed into the night club.

Francesca, as per usual, was sat at the bar with an almost empty wine glass between her fingers and a distant look in her eyes. Each night she'd have a drink in the club and maybe a bite to eat, then depart into the human world to see if there was anything interesting happening. As of late, there had been nothing of interest and she found herself growing increasingly bored as each night passed. Perhaps this was a sign that it was time for her to move on, find a new town to call home? This train of thought was interrupted the second she smelt human blood and noticed the slight change of mood of those around her. Tch. Just like men when a pretty woman entered the room, most vampires had stopped what they were doing to stare. Shaking her head, Francesca brushed a lock of ebon back over her shoulder and turned her attention back to her drink. Or lack of, as the case may be.

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The past few days had been rather.. strange and it all seemed to start when he picked up that old bottle cap. Oskar couldn't quite put his finger on the reason, but he could sense something had happened. Whenever he walked past certain parts of town, he would catch a glimpse of something in the corner of his eye or hear a whisper in his ear, though each time looked around he found himself alone. At first he thought he was going mad, but he'd just woken from a peculiar nap and something was pulling him towards a part of town he didn't like. It was one of the spots that felt strange, even more so as it was now the middle of the night and the darkness enjoyed playing tricks on the mind. Biting his lower lip, the ruby haired male stood outside a building he'd never seen before and stood silent, observing the people coming and going within.

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